Ling Tianyu was busy leaving the bedroom and came to the living room to casually find a few pieces of paper.
Talismans are generally made on yellow paper, but for Ling Tianyu, any kind of paper was fine, even tree leaves would do, as long as he had mastered the skill and had enough spiritual power, making a talisman would not be a problem.
Ling Tianyu casually cut the pieces of paper into strips and ran to the Alchemy Villa, taking out a handful of Golden Cores. He would not make a talisman below the four-star rank—if he were to make one, it should be of a high order.
In his eyes, what others found to be simple talismans were absolutely no trouble at all.
"Bang!"
Ling Tianyu crushed a Golden Core, with his right hand tightly controlling the extremely rich spiritual power within that he couldn't absorb and could only watch dryly.
